Wei Changqing hesitated a few times. He said that it would only take one day. He was trying to outdo his younger brother. The two brothers were indistinguishable in their sword-making skills. But now his younger brother had turned an army against him. Their achievements in one day were incomparable. After three days of work, they will cut each other down, and the judgment will be made.
But since Li Mi had given the order, he had no choice but to agree, thinking that he would have to regain his face in other situations.
"Wei Jing, there is something I can't figure out!" Fan Jun tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked: "How can the nine rings on the nine-ring knife be cast into the round hole on the knife? I once saw the nine rings without any joints. Ring Knife.”
"There are many methods." Wei Jing explained: "The most common one is to put the iron bar through the round hole, knock it into a ring, and the joints are ground. If you polish it carefully, you can fill the gap. , not unusual at all. But there is also a more ingenious method, pass the hot wax through the round hole, roll it into a ring, wait for it to cool, trim the ring to make it more beautiful, and then cover it with fireproof stone slurry. When the slurry dries, Poke a small hole in the top and heat it slightly so that the hot wax inside flows out to form a hollow ring. Then pour molten iron into it to form a one-piece iron ring. The rest is a trivial process of polishing and polishing. "
Fan Jun nodded. At this time, the torn clothes, blood stains and silver ring fragments had been cleared away, and the appreciation program of the Magic Weapon Conference had begun.
The host called out names, and the registered swordsmiths came on stage in groups of five to show the swords they had made to the judges.
There is a small wooden platform in front of each judging table, and a box containing five egg-sized luminous pearls. There are five shallow holes on the wooden platform, each of which can accommodate a luminous pearl.
The judges will determine the order of the participating masters according to their position. If they think they have passed the competition, they will place a pearl according to their master's position.
There are twenty judges in two rows of long tables. Those who can get twelve beads will be considered passed, and the rest will have to step down and bow;
Those whose scores are too ugly may even be thrown out of the field.
Wei Jing was still thinking about this rule when he saw two of the five participating masters on the field being thrown out.
Man Quanli was holding a pure steel long sword in his hand, which was one of the three swords that Zwei Jing had snatched from his hands. He was walking proudly in the field, and suddenly cut off a sword from the hand of a competing master who only had eight beads. A long sword made of black steel.
"Hateful!" Wei Jing was angry and proud at the same time. What he hated was that the sword made by his father allowed Man Quanli to show off his power, but what he was proud of was that his father's skills were really good, and the pure steel material could easily break the swords of other unknown masters. Black steel sword.
The appreciation program went on like this one after another. Those who passed were all happy and grateful to the judges at the long table; those who failed were left disgraced or left flying.
Wei Jing saw that Man Quanli was holding his father's pure steel sword and had broken more than twenty jagged long swords. His original anger turned into excitement. He also secretly scored each contestant. Although the scores were even. The numbers of beads on the long table are not consistent, but who can pass and who can't are roughly the same.
"Liu's iron shop Liu Wuyang, the infatuated man Fan Jun, Wang's sword Wang Kai, the first sword Hu Xing, He Ji He Mengchao. Come on stage -" the host read out the names of the next five contestants.
"Drink!" Fan Jun was stunned when he heard his name, glared at Wei Jing angrily, and then came on the stage helplessly carrying a linen bag.
Wei Jing laughed heartily. He filled out Fan Jun's registration form on his behalf. When he entered the sword shop where he belonged, he randomly filled in "Infatuated Man".
The guests roared and laughed, "Wait a minute, I didn't hear you clearly, what's the second guy's name?"
"He's an infatuated man!"
Fan Jun walked on slowly with a stiff face.
Qin Mengxian and Lu Xiong, who were standing on both sides of the platform, laughed when they saw it was Fan Jun.
Qin Mengxian's eyes were sharp and murderous, and he touched his arm unconsciously. The bones of his hand that were broken by Fan Jun had been reattached. He put his hands on the double hooks on his waist and licked his lips.
Fan Jun's eyes met Qin Mengxian's and he snorted, slightly scratching the scar between his eyebrows with his finger, indicating that he had not forgotten the hatred of the scar on his face.
Fan Jun untied the sack in his hand, and all the guests screamed again, whispering to each other: "What is that that infatuated man is holding?" "A kidnapper! That's a kidnapper!"
All eyes in the audience were immediately focused on the pair of extremely thick crutches in Fan Jun's hands - twice as thick as his previous iron crutches.
The body of the stick is shining with silver. When it is pressed against the arm, on the side facing the outside, a mighty dragon pattern can be faintly seen on each side. The eyes on the dragon head are shining red beads, and the handle is also decorated with gorgeous knots, which is very eye-catching.
When Wei Jing recast the kidnapper, he had many discussions with Fan Jun, and they agreed that since it would inevitably have to withstand sword blows during a battle, why not make it thicker so that with Fan Jun's hand strength, it would not be inconvenient.
With the plan in place, Wei Jing melted both pairs of kidnappers, as well as the long and short swords given to him by Wei Changqing, mixed them into the molten iron of the kidnappers, mixed in several strengthening materials bought from other iron shops, and poured Put it into the pre-made mold to create a thick and strong crutch, then paint it with silver paint, glue on the longan, and tie it with a knot.
The dragon pattern on the kid was made by Wei Jing when he went to a painting shop on the ground and paid a painter to paint it on plaster. Wei Jing carved the pattern according to the pattern and made a mold with dragon patterns.
However, in addition to the eye-catching effect, this dragon pattern also has other uses. The dragon scales on the dragon's body are rough and rugged. When they collide with the enemy's sword, they can damage the sharp side of the opponent's sword.
I saw five competing men on the stage. Except for Fan Jun's kidnapper, the others were wielding two swords, one saber and one halberd. They were each waving and swinging, slowing down their movements from time to time to allow the judges to observe carefully.
"How come there is such a strange title?" Wei Zhongyun and Wei Zhiqian both pointed at Fan Jun and laughed.
Gongsun Yao on the side was slightly shocked, not expecting Fan Jun to also appear.
Fan Jun's eyes met Gongsun Yao's, and he patted his chest with his crutch, vaguely pointing somewhere else.
Gongsun Yao looked in the direction pointed by Fan Jun and saw Wei Jing with his hands crossed and a proud look on his face.
Wei Jing also stretched out a hand and beat his chest.
Gongsun Yao nodded slightly to show his understanding.
His heart was agitated, and he suddenly felt heroic. He grasped the long sword in his hand tightly. The scabbard of the long sword was light yellow. The knotted pendant at the end of the long handle was exquisite and elegant. Two golden and red flower leaves were tied on it. One flower leaf was engraved on it. It says "Pray to heaven for protection", and another moment says "Hope for peace in the distance".
"Give me points, you are a bunch of old men with no vision!" Wei Jing did not forget to shout excitedly: "Full points, full points!"
However, either because the appearance of the pair of kidnappers was too fancy, or because the guests were not interested in the kidnappers, or because the title of "love-struck man" had the opposite effect, Fan Jun did not receive many beads.
After finally accumulating nine beads to ten beads, two of the four deputy hall masters of Wushuang Hall in the corners of the platform have come out, Qin Mengxian and Lu Xiong.
Qin Mengxian took the lead and danced with his double hooks. He was suddenly stunned. He thought that his double hooks were so light that it would not be difficult to knock down his opponent's long sword or something. But it would be difficult to knock down such a pair of thick crutches in Fan Jun's hands. I'm afraid it's better than making a cut on his face.
Lu Xiong smiled. He was holding a pair of heavy hammers. In terms of weight, he was not afraid of Fan Jun's kidnapping.
Fan Jun, on the other hand, was calm and at ease, minding his own martial arts performance, sometimes striking, sometimes throwing punches, without paying any attention to the judges or Lu Xiong.
In fact, he and Wei Jing had already deduced it on the sand table. If they couldn't appreciate it well, they would cheat and fight with the guy holding the Dharma Sword. If Li Mi was interested, he might be able to pass the test.
Furthermore, in this way, everyone will be distracted, and Gongsun Yao will be more comfortable when he chooses the opportunity to strike.
"Finish it, brother." Lu Xiong took action before he could finish his words. The heavy hammer was not aimed at Fan Jun's kid, but at his chest.
"What a gathering of magic weapons, a group of people who don't even know how to kidnap!" Fan Jun shouted in a deep voice, raised his hand and blocked Lu Xiong's heavy hammer. The collision sound was very loud, and he also knocked away Wang's sword king's long sword. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground, thinking that he was going to be thrown off the stage. He jumped out of the stage without even picking up the fallen sword.
"What?" Lu Xiong was stunned when he saw Fan Jun resisting, and then struck out with another heavy hammer, with even greater force.
Fan Jun sidestepped and pushed forward with his backhand, and started a back-and-forth fight with Lu Xiong.
Half of the guests thought Fan Jun was crazy and dared to act barbaric at the Divine Weapons Conference, but the other half saw that Fan Jun was deliberately showing off his martial arts skills to show Li Mi.
